Of course, this is just Yaofeng's last way of dealing with it.

If he could, he would be happy to crush the opponent with his ball skills.

After all, using one's own shortcomings to defeat the other party's strengths is the most striking way.

I just don't know how strong Zheng Ziyang's ball skills are.

"Brother Yao, since this is the case, then I will follow the best-of-three system, whoever wins six games first in each game will win that set. ”

The corners of Zheng Ziyang's mouth curled slightly, squinting at each other.

He wants to gradually crush the opponent's pride and trample on the opponent's face in the game!

Let Zhu Keer know how strong she is and how rubbish the other party is!

Hearing this, Yao Feng didn't understand the tennis system, but thinking that there were so many people watching, the other party wouldn't mess around with the rules, so he nodded lightly and said, "Yes, let's start directly." ”

Scold......

Seeing that the other party looked calm, Zheng Ziyang couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart.

I don't know if I'm alive or dead, let's see how you wait!

Immediately, Zheng Ziyang randomly tossed a coin to determine the order of serve.

"Brother Yao, I'm sorry, the first game was my serve. ”

Glancing at the front of the coin on the ground, the corners of his mouth turned slightly up, and he bent down to pick up the tennis ball.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Ziyang slowly stepped onto the field, his head slightly raised......

His eyes suddenly seemed to be like a needle, his momentum rose suddenly, and he changed into a different person in an instant, and his aura was completely different from before!

Seeing this, Yao Feng couldn't help but squint his eyes.

He could see that Zheng Ziyang was by no means a vain.

It's even better than all the people I've seen playing in the arena before!

This momentum alone is not something that amateurs can have.

"Brother Yao, be careful!"

Suddenly, with a loud shout, Zheng Ziteng raised his eyebrows, and suddenly served, and the tennis ball suddenly pierced the air and rushed straight in!

In the face of Yao Feng, who didn't understand it at all, he didn't even spare his hand at all!

Looking at the tennis ball he hit perfectly, Zheng Ziyang's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth rose.

Scold!

surnamed Yao, I'll let you see, what is called tennis!

Bang!!

With a crisp sound, Yao Feng suddenly stepped forward, and actually hit the tennis ball back accurately!

"He actually received ?!!"

"What a quick reaction speed!"

Seeing this, everyone was shocked, and the original contempt for him suddenly became much less.

But when everyone was about to praise a few words, their faces changed again, and then they shook their heads and said, "It turned out that it was just a ball......

Da, da, da......

I saw that the tennis ball that Yao Feng received, but it bounced out of a strange angle and flew directly outside the court.

Seeing this, Zheng Ziyang couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Brother Yao, it's a pity......"

"Even though you received my serve, it wasn't just a matter of shooting it back, the ball I sent was ...... But it spins. ”

Hearing this, Yao Feng frowned slightly, recalled the scene just now, and found that when the opponent's tennis ball flew in, it was indeed spinning rapidly.

If you catch the ball in a normal way, you can't hit the ball back normally.

"A spinning ball?"

Yao Feng muttered softly, and couldn't help but think of the outspin serve he and Xiao Kai practiced, and said to himself: "It seems to be much slower than my serve......"

"Brother Yao, if you can't even catch my serve, you have no hope in this game. ”

Zheng Ziyang took the ball again, gently checked the tennis ball in his hand, and said with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned: "This is my serve, but it's all up to me to serve." ”

......

"Isn't it, he can't even catch the serve, and this guy dares to challenge Zheng Ziyang?!"

"I guessed that this guy couldn't do it, but I didn't expect this guy to be so bad!"

"It's just, I can't even catch the serve, this guy still farts??"

Everyone immediately talked about it, and their eyes became more and more disdainful and mocking when they looked at Yao Feng.

Regarding Yao Feng's involuntary fight with Zheng Ziyang for a woman, others felt even more ridiculous.

Hearing this, Zhu Ke'er in the crowd was full of anxiety and his heart was in turmoil.

She clenched her fists tightly and said to herself, "How can Zheng Ziyang use all his strength?? Doesn't he know that Yao Feng is fighting for the first time?!"

Zheng Ziyang, who was originally a gentleman and elegant and a tennis master in her heart, didn't know why at this time, which made her feel unhappy and disgusting.

Even she didn't realize that Zheng Ziyang was just using her strength openly......

Although he is suspected of bullying newcomers, it is also his own ability.

But Zhu Keer not only didn't think he was powerful, but had a little disgust with him......

And all this seems to be just because the person Zheng Ziyang is hostile to is Yao Feng......

......

"Eh, let's, let's!"

At this time, a small round head was squeezed out of the crowd, looking left and right, full of curiosity.

This person is the son of the curator, the young Xiaokai.

He finally squeezed into the arena, and kept muttering: "What are you looking at? Why are you so interested...... Damn!, Brother God?!"

Seeing the tall figure in the field, Xiao Kai's eyes suddenly widened, and his face was full of surprise.

And when he noticed Zheng Ziyang opposite, he couldn't help frowning: "This guy is also there?!, he's competing with the big brother of the gods?"

"I didn't get the serve again! This guy can't do it!"

As soon as Xiao Kai came in, he heard the person next to him read: "I have lost two goals, and there is basically no suspense in this game." ”

"There is no suspense in this game, I think there is no suspense in this game!"

Everyone sneered, and Xiao Kai hurriedly grabbed the person next to him and asked, "What's the matter?!

"Didn't you see it before? This kid and Zheng Ziyang compete for women, and use the game to decide the winner. ”

The bystander glanced at Xiao Kai and explained casually: "Now this guy has conceded two goals, he must have lost." ”

"You fart!How can Brother Godman lose!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Kai's eyes widened and retorted: "He is a tennis god, no one can beat him!"

Hearing this, everyone around them frowned and looked at Xiao Kai strangely.

It wasn't until someone whispered and mentioned Xiao Kai's identity that everyone's faces changed slightly, and they no longer argued with him, but they didn't think Yao Feng had any chance of winning.

And Xiao Kai's face was full of unhappiness, he looked at the field angrily, and said dissatisfied: "What is that guy Zheng Ziyang, the big brother of the god is a person who can use animation tricks!"

"Since this game is Zheng Ziyang's serve, then ......"

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but start looking forward to the next game.

Because in the next game, it will be Yaofeng's turn to serve!

Honk!!!

Suddenly a sharp whistle sounded!

The anchor took back the whistle he got out of nowhere, and said with excitement on his face: "The first game is over, 40-0! Zheng Ziyang wins!"

After speaking, he immediately turned to look at the mobile phone camera, and shouted: "Old iron, Zheng Ziyang abused the other party with just a serve, and the gift is not brushed up?!"

“666！！”

"Zheng Ziyang cowhide!!"

"The other party is too vegetable!!"

The liveliness of the live broadcast room even exceeded that of the venue.

The screen is full of barrage and gift effects, which seems to add another excitement and color to this game!

And Yao Feng looked at the tennis ball that silently rolled to his feet, slowly bent over, and reached out to pick it up......

Immediately, he turned his head and asked lightly: "...... next game"

"That's what I served, didn't I?"